Something turned this week. It didn’t go off, like rolls molding in the bread box, or sour, like wine in an open bottle that nobody ever finished (?). No abrupt thump, though maybe a shock of frost has settled; a veil of light fog. Nothing has changed but the season is turning.
The Autumn Equinox signals a balance between light and dark. Today there is an equal portion of day and night. The hectic harvest is, for the most part, behind us and we can slowly retreat into our winter hab...<![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>
Published on September 21, 2012 07:18